𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘, 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘| Miguel Diaz [ONGOING FOR SEASON 6 PART 3]

𝒙𝒙𝒊𝒊. fed up

chapter twenty-one:
❛ fed up ❜

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Arizona sat at her desk, her foot tapping impatiently under the table as the monotony of the classroom droned on. Mr. Honchalk's voice was like white noise, blending into the background as her mind wandered. She stared at the clock, watching the second hand make its agonizingly slow journey around. Every tick felt like a personal affront to her growing frustration. Physics formulas were scribbled across the board, but none of it mattered to her right now.

She sighed heavily, leaning back in her chair and running a hand through her hair. The events of last night weighed heavily on her, and the idea of sitting through another lecture about kinetic energy seemed laughable. Why was she even here? What was the point?

Finally, unable to take it any longer, she pushed her chair back abruptly, the legs scraping loudly against the floor. Several heads turned, but she didn't care. She grabbed her bag, slung it over her shoulder, and stormed toward the door.

"Arizona, where are you going?" Mr. Honchalk's voice cut through the classroom like a sharp reprimand.

Without turning around, she muttered, "Out," and kept walking.

She stepped into the hallway, the heavy door closing behind her with a soft thud. The tension that had been building inside her seemed to release with every step she took, her heart pounding from the adrenaline of leaving class without a second thought. She wasn't in the mood to explain herself. Last night had left her reeling, and sitting through school felt like a joke. The world was bigger than this place, and she had bigger things to deal with.

As she turned the corner, she spotted Dylan at his locker, holding onto his homemade robot like it was his lifeline. His brows furrowed in confusion when he saw her, especially as she breezed past him like she had no destination in mind.

"Hey, wait up!" Dylan called out, hustling to catch her before she could disappear. "What's going on? Why aren't you in class?"

Arizona stopped and turned to face him, a sly grin creeping onto her face. "After everything that happened last night, school just seems... trivial," she said, flipping her hair over her shoulder as if to emphasize the insignificance of it all. "I couldn't sit there and listen to Mr. Honchalk talk about Physics. I've got more important things on my mind."

Dylan looked at her like she was crazy. "So, you're just... leaving? Skipping school for the whole day?"

Arizona chuckled, shaking her head slightly. "Oh, come on, Dylan. You're acting like we haven't done this before. Remember that time we ditched gym to build that rocket?"